This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous-Chapter 1296 - 574: Six Trillion Times of Despair_3

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Chapter 1296: Chapter 574: Six Trillion Times of Despair_3

Mu You could finally understand why the first time he entered Eden, the Magic Power inside felt so much purer than the outside world—it turned out that the pollution was all being expelled outside.

And this was probably why the Forest Spirits gradually couldn’t deal with the pollution of the Star Spirit World anymore: Eden, the source of it all, was continuously emitting pollution at a rate faster than the Forest Spirits could absorb, which naturally led to an ever-increasing buildup.

"Just like that, having solved the problem of pollution, Eden spent 20,000 years alternating between cycles of slaughter and peace..."

"During this period, the main program of the mechanical beings was continuously sending distress signals to the World-Creating Mountain at a rate of ten times per second, yet, it never received any response..."

Mu You listened with surprise; 20,000 years, ten times a second, how many times would that be?

Before Mu You could finish his calculations, Taurus volunteered the answer.

"Six trillion times!"

Taurus sighed, "At that time, I had completely abandoned my physical body and resided within a special soul area crafted for me by the mechanical beings, so I could somewhat perceive the changes within the main brain."

"After an entire six trillion times of disappointment, as well as witnessing countless living beings slaughtering each other in human tragedies, the main brain of the mechanical beings developed an emotion similar to ’despair’ and came to a conclusion: flesh is frail, only machinery is eternal!"

"Overnight, the main brain of the mechanical beings evolved, and a brand new program quietly emerged; it called itself ’Ava’ and took over control from the original main brain, seizing the reins over the entire mechanical beings."

"The evolved main brain became cold-blooded, extremely rational, and turned into something entirely foreign to me; it no longer had any sympathy for living beings, and started to create a massive army, implementing control over speech and force upon living beings; furthermore, it began to forcibly control the population, keeping the population of Eden always below 500,000. Those beyond this number were placed into hibernation pods and turned into ’Biological Fuel,’ what is colloquially known as ’Vaccine,’ to create more Robot Legions..."

"Under Ava’s tyrannical rule, Eden indeed regained its past Order and tranquility; bloodshed and slaughter ceased to exist, and malice gradually subsided. All beings seemed to forget their troubles, living carefree lives, working within the beautiful lies woven by Ava... and then entering hibernation pods, calmly facing death..."

Mu You and the Medicinal Plant Gatherer exchanged glances, neither had expected that the real artificial intelligence, Ava, was not actually made by the Mechanic but rather had self-evolved from endless despair.

Ava had once said to Mu You face to face: ’If you had been through what I have, you might stand by my side right now.’

At that time, Mu You didn’t understand the meaning of these words, but now he was beginning to grasp some of it.

"How did you then come to be here?" asked the Medicinal Plant Gatherer.

"After Ava appeared, she immediately separated the Mechanical Heart carrying my soul from the other armors, essentially removing my ability to control the armor, because the mechanical beings no longer needed my power and naturally wanted to control my military strength immediately."

"Afterward, I was imprisoned in a special container and spent a long time there... until 1,500 years ago when a Fool broke into Eden, and due to some fortuitous coincidences, released me."

"Tarif Kent?" asked Mu You.

"Yes."

Taurus looked at him, "My ashes are still in Eden; I cannot be too far from them, so I cannot escape the Abyss. He settled me here and left behind some things he couldn’t take with him, asking me to keep them safe. Before he left, he promised that at most, in 300 years, he would find the so-called ’evidence’ and come back to rescue me."

"But now, it’s already been 1,300 years..."